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Ralph Pucci Furniture (One) Premiers

New York Daily News May 2010

With the International contemporary Furniture Fair at the Javits Center this week, there've been plenty of design parties around town. The best of the bunch was the 400-person show put on by Ralph Pucci at his furniture/art gallery and mannequin factory.

Introducing the Furniture (one) Collection by Ralph Pucci International, his first line of signature-label furniture, Pucci was also showing off two art exhibits. The first, from fashion photographer Deborah Turbeville, offers glimpses from her 'Unseen Versailles' book, commissioned by Jacqueline Onassis while she was an editor at Doubleday. It depicts the horror and beauty of time gone by amidst the French castle's less-traveled corridors.

Framed in stainless steel, the works range from $4,000 to $12,000. The other works introduced at the party held Monday night were done by Paul Solberg and Chris Makos. Makos was Andy Warhol's assistant for almost a decade.

The two, who call themselves the Hilton Brothers, wore matching floral suits they designed for the opening. Their work is taken in part from the past six years of travel: In each, they combine four square photos on a square canvas.

In one, a downtown New York rave party is positioned next to a fashion show from madrid below scenes from a mob movie and a Susan Hayward film. 'We've been selling the great masters of furniture making for so long that we wanted to create a language that was all ours,' says Pucci of the pieces, made of leather, wool, marble and wood. 'To show Deborah Turbeville is a coup. The work is so evocative.'